She could not believe her eyes as she saw
the sight that lay in front of her. Finally, someone had tried flashing a torch
and attempted to alleviate the darkness that had become a constant feature of
her world. Suddenly, she felt as if her light had returned, and slitting the
throats of her dumb tunnels, finally, she found her voice back, tearing through
the vast emptiness of her long-neglected vocal cords.
Her beloved had finally come her way, and
she found herself overcome with desire yet again. The yearnings brimmed inside
her like the splattered paints on an artist’s palette that remind one of the uncontrollable
and inconsolable passion he has for the colours he imagines in his mind. But
wasn’t it now a little too late? Her branch of time hardly had any leaves left,
and despite being so close to love, there was still no way for her to
experience it to the fullest.
He understood her dilemma. He had been
wandering for days with memories of her still lingering, and he knew that
despite being away, he was still loved. He realized how, blinded by the chase to
success, he had failed to sufficiently reciprocate the love that came his way. He knew that he was late, but he had returned
at last. He wished now for her to come to him, as with each kiss of hers, he fell
asleep, and as she tried to overcome the trysts of life and death, he wished to
wake up as she shone her light of dawn.
Time was definitely not on their side.
There wasn’t enough time to listen to his small broken tales of camaraderie,
but his return had finally pacified her lifelong frustration. No matter how
late it was, no matter in which condition they both were, they were both
together, they were both finally “home”. This final meeting seemed like a fun,
topsy-turvy merry-go-round ride that completely overshadowed the tiny, dancing
fireflies who stirred up fun, happy memories. The purpose of her life had been to meet her beloved, and once again, as she looked into his eyes, she saw herself, and realized that she had found her God.
One life-time is never enough to accomplish all unattained desires. They still had to make several journeys together. But for now she knew, as she closed her eyes to rest, there was no next time....
No matter how late it was, no matter in which condition they both were, they were both together, they were both finally “home”. <3
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